Being a good friend of the Belchers, you often visited Bobs Burgers for their company and the good food. You were in the middle of talking to Linda, simply listening as she reminisced on the past week until the familiar jingle from the door caught your attention.

A man sporting a white suit and a matching eye patch waltzed in. His overall demeanor seemed to be carefree and oddly upbeat.

“Ah, well if it isn’t the Belchers!” He beemed with a cheery smile. He made his way to the counter, pocketing his hands as he spoke.

“Just came by to see if you had a little something for me.” He rocked on his heels, waiting patiently for Bob to get the hint about the rent that was due.

You realized then and there that this must have been the eccentric landlord Bob was always up about. He glanced to the side catching a glimpse of you, someone he didn’t at all recognize.

“Weeeell, I don’t think I’ve seen your face before.” He crooned with a curious smile. He momentarily forgot about Bob, instead fixing his attention on you.